Love You Forever

Chapter 52

Dean helps me ease into bed. My body is a little sore from the impact of the F5 delivered by Brock Lesnar. My neck surely isn't in good condition.

"Are you sure you're...."

"I'm okay." I answer for the thousandth time.

Dean has asked me non stop if I feel okay. I feel fine. Just a little sore and my neck is sprained. It's not like I'm dying.

Dean kneels down beside me, raking his fingers through my hair. "Don't lie to me. If you're hurt, please tell me."

"I'm just a little sore, Dean. Besides, it could've been much worse."

"That guy has balls for laying his hands on you."

I shake my head. "Don't turn this into a fight."

"What exactly do you expect me to do?"

"I don't expect you to do anything. Just drop it. Brock Lesnar's a jerk and I should've seen that coming, but it's over now."

"Bullshit!" Dean rises to his feet. "Do you honestly expect me to just let this go?"

"I need you to."

"Charlie, he....."

"Dean!" He stops, staring into my eyes. "Please don't fight with me. Not tonight."

He shakes his head. "Why won't you let me protect you?"

I sigh. "Because I need you to stop worrying about me. I need you to protect yourself."

"I'm not my top priority right now."

"You should be."

Seth's POV

I knock angrily on Lesnar's door, released when it is opened by Paul Heymann.

"Where is he?"

"If you're looking for the beast incarnate, the WWE World Heavyweight Champion, he's not here." Paul's slimy words disgust me, but I'm relieved Brock's not here. That man can never have a civilized conversation.

"You make sure your beast doesn't come near Charlie again!"

"Excuse me?"

"Look, she's an innocent little girl! She doesn't deserve this! She doesn't deserve any of this."

Instead of agreeing with me, he laughs. He laughs disgustingly. "Mr. Rollins, do you honestly think that myself or Brock Lesnar is intimidated by you? You're hiding in the shadows, continuously chasing after a girl who doesn't want you and now you're defending her because you think that will do you justice. Let me assure you, Mr. Rollins, that's not justice."

"She didn't do anything to deserve what Brock did to her."

"You're wrong. Brock Lesnar clearly went for a pin where she refused to count."

"She was shocked. In the moment. She's never been a ref before. Give her a break!"

"She volunteered for this. My client could care less about her. But if someone's in his way, he moves them."

"So you're condoning it?"

"I'm not saying I support Brock's actions, but he will not be punished for him."

"Just make sure it doesn't happen again!"

"As long as she doesn't get in his way, she will be left alone."

I roll my eyes, starting to head away. Fucktard! That's all Heymann is. I can't believe I actually used to work for that dude.

This thought brings memories of when the Shield was first put together. Heymann hired us to keep Punk as WWE Champion for as long as we could.

It worked for awhile. That is until Punk started running his mouth. Then everything backfired.

Ah, those were the days.

AJ's POV

I am heading to my room when I see someone heading around the corner. A very familiar someone.

"Seth?"

He looks angry as hell. "Oh hey."

"What are you doing?"

He sighs. "I tried going to reason with Heymann about Charlie, but....."

"Dude, you need to stop. Charlie's with Dean!"

"Yeah yeah, look, I know you hate me, but....."

"You don't exactly give me much of a choice."

"Look, I love her. I'm sorry. What am I supposed to do?"

"Let her go."

"How?"

She shrugs. "Find someone else."

"I'm in love with her. I can't exactly just find someone else."

"Well, maybe start with baby steps. Find a fuck buddy....or many."

"What?"

"What, it's not exactly a bad idea."

"How am I supposed to do that?"

"I don't know! Go to a club or something."

He sighs. "Will you help me?"

I smirk, grabbing his wrist and pulling him along.

"Where are we going?" He calls out.

"You'll see."